Remember to be kind. Remember to be loving. Remember to feel all your feelings and to take care of yourself. But most of all, remember to be happy.

Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.

A codependent person is one who has let another person's behavior affect him or her and who is obsessed with controlling that person's behavior.

It's so easy to look around and notice what's wrong. It takes practice to see what's right.

Live your life from your heart. Share from your heart. And your story will touch and heal people's souls.

The new year stands before us, like a chapter in a book, waiting to be written. We can help write that story by setting goals.

Today I will simply accept. I will relinquish the need to be in resistance to myself and my environment in any way. I will move forward in joy by accepting where I am right now.

If somebody rejects you or your choices, you are still real, and you are still worth every bit as much as you would be if you had not been rejected.

Relax, you're on a journey of discovery. Let life reveal itself to you.

The surest way to make ourselves crazy is to get involved in other people's business, and the quickest way to become sane and happy is to tend to our own affairs.

Love yourself just as you are.

Humanity prevails over all other ideologies because one accept it or reject it for him but he cannot deny it because it is about him.

I want to introduce my readers to people they may never have met, take them places they may never have visited, and present them with situations they may never have encountered.

I love bringing roses to a woman when she least expects it.

Girls in scripts are often pretty but brainless, or geeky and no one likes them, so it's great to find richer roles. Chalk and cheese aspects of people are very interesting to play.

What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past like the rich pumpkin pie?

I never intended on moving to 'The Good Wife' permanently, but in terms of a next move and something to do to make myself feel good, this was a great opportunity.

I do not hate the man, but his vices.

My wife and I were shopping for the whole family. In the music department my wife said, "Let's get your nephew a set of drums. That's what your brother did to us last year."

Everybody looks at their poop.

It is lost, lovely child, somewhere in the ragbag that I laughingly refer to as my memory.